Have you ever pretended or claimed to have read a book that you never actually read?

This does not include books that were assigned to you in elementary school, middle school, high school, college, graduate or post-graduate school; where you have claimed to have done the assigned reading but didn’t. Or any book you were supposed to have read for a book group. I’m talking about real life.

Come on now, we’re among friends, I bet we all have, I have on occasion, I confess, and it generally doesn’t end well. Either you end up talking to someone who has actually read the book and wants to discuss all those pesky details or you end up talking to someone who hasn’t read the book either and it’s an exercise in stupidity. Maybe a book you read some of but never finished; a book you started and never got very far in; a classic you know you should have read, that everyone should have read but you never did; a book that you have been meaning to read and has been sitting on your bookshelf so long that you should at least get some credit for having been meaning to read it a lot longer than a lot of other people have been meaning to read it?